Shadow Slave

Chapter 12

Right now, that obstacle was looking down, avoiding Sunny's gaze. His hand was resting on the sword handle. As always, the young slave had no idea about what was going on inside Hero's perfectly shaped head.

The uncertainty was making him nervous.

Finally, after some time had passed, the soldier spoke:

"I have only one question."

Both Sunny and Scholar stared at him while holding their breaths.

"Yes?"

"You said that one of us must be sacrificed to save the other two. Why him? From what I see, you are far closer to the grave."

'A great question! I was just about to ask it myself.'

Sunny turned to the older slave, trying very hard to suppress a mocking grin. But to his dismay, Scholar had an answer ready.

"Before the first attack, he was already bleeding because of your senior's whip. During the attack, he was drenched in the blood of a fellow slave. His cloak, too, was soaked in it when the previous owner died. The boy already reeks of blood. Keeping him alive will put us in danger. That's why he is the best choice."

The grin died before reaching Sunny's face.

'Curse you and your big brain!'

Scholar's reasoning was appallingly solid. Hero listened, his expression growing darker with each word. Finally, he looked at Sunny, a dangerous light shining in his eyes.

"That is true."

Sunny felt his mouth getting dry. Cold sweat was running down his spine. He tensed, ready to act…

But at that moment, Hero smiled.

"Your logic is almost unassailable," he said, unsheathing the sword. "However, you failed to account for one thing."

eyebrow, trying to hide his own

"What might that be?"

him, the smile disappearing from his face. Now, he was radiating thick, practically palpable

how you ended up a salve. Just one of the revolting crimes you have committed would be enough to make me want to kill you. So if

Scholar's eyes widened.

the smell of

make you bleed enough

with a speed that seemed almost inhuman. A moment later, Scholar was shrieking on the ground, his leg broken with one strike from the flat side of the young soldier's sword. Not giving him an opportunity to

that, Scholar

actions was in such stark contrast with his usually graceful demeanor that Sunny felt blood turning to ice in his

him a calm look

"Wait for me here."

and dragged him down the path, soon disappearing behind a rock outcropping. After

was left alone,

this is too

how sudden Scholar's demise

nothing had happened. But it was exactly that normalcy that unnerved Sunny

most of the firewood out, the young soldier put it over his shoulder and nonchalantly turned to the

go. We need to

knowing what to say, Sunny gave him a nod and

there were only

sort of stupid, but Sunny suddenly

of melancholy descended on Sunny… somehow, he began to feel that

silence for some time before

feel guilty about what happened. It's not your

soldier was a few steps ahead, so Sunny

better that you don't. Just trust me when I say

one of

maintain an illusion of righteousness even while doing most foul things. Sunny hated

getting an

do you? Well,

speak again after that, each preoccupied with their

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